Chapter 659 Hitchhiking

"What am I laughing at?" Qiang Dongsong narrowed his eyes into a line, put away his smile and said, "It's very simple, because bloody Bisle is calculated according to grams, 10,000 dollars per gram, and your son's monthly consumption is about 200 grams."

200 grams per month, that is to say, Chen Anshi spends more than 2 million US dollars on it every month, which is more than 12 million yuan!

100 million a year!

Of course, Chen Anshi is generous and may not pay attention to this 100 million, but if it goes on like this, how long can he support it?

Qiang Dongsong found a long-term and stable gold owner for the dark military academy! He was not worried that Chen Anshi would not agree at all, because there was only one consequence of not agreeing, that is, losing his son.

Moreover, Qiang Dongsong did not make it clear that the dosage of Bloody Bisil is not unchanged, will increase over time, and it is growing at a geometric rate. For example, 100 million will be used this year, 200 million next year, and 400 million in the year after next. If it goes on, even with Chen Anshi's financial resources, It won't last for several years.

Of course, Qiang Dongsong believes that Chen Anshi will do everything possible to continue his son's life.

Chen Anshi obviously knew what would happen in the next few years, and his smile was a little miserable: "You are so cruel."

"There are many people in the world who have the same experience as you." Qiang Dongsong sneered and said, "Go back and bring your people. They have almost no resistance here."

"That's right, the quantity is enough." A strong man from the dark military academy said.

"Let's go."

After Qiang Dongsong finished speaking, he directly opened the door of the truck and sat directly on it.

Several cars drove away, leaving Chen Anshi with a miserable and hateful face, and the depressed Chen Maidong.

A good father and son have become like this, which makes people can't help sighing.

When the truck drove hundreds of meters, a figure suddenly rolled over by the roadside and got under the truck. When the truck drove away, there was no one there!

Wang Zheng got under the car and hung his hands and feet on the truck's territory, trying to raise his head and avoid hitting anything on the ground.

For good, the site of this van is very high. If it is a low-pit truck in Europe, I'm afraid Wang Zheng would have been hit by a stone on the road.

The road conditions in South America are really bad. As the truck bumped for more than two hours, Wang Zheng felt that his bones were about to fall apart. He was completely forced to hold on with the support of his arms and waist, and his arms were almost numb.

Just when Wang Zheng felt that he couldn't hold on, the truck finally stopped.

Wang Zheng did not come down immediately, but put his legs on the beam of the car so that his waist could be slightly relaxed. On the way, although he was turned upside down, he still wrote down the road, how many meters he walked and how many turns. Even if Wang Zheng's eyes were blindfolded, he could clearly say how much How many seconds will you turn?

This group of people unloaded the goods. More than ten minutes later, the three tons of gold were unloaded, and then the truck started again, drove hundreds of meters, and stopped in the underground garage.

Wang Zheng was finally able to loosen his sore and swollen arm and lay on the ground gasp. The road was bumpy and eating dust all the way. He had become a native, gray and could not distinguish his previous face at all.

After resting for more than half an hour, Wang Zheng felt that his muscles had almost recovered, so he quietly got up and gently touched the garage.

Fortunately, there are no hidden cameras in this underground garage, only a few obvious camera holes. Wang Zheng walked along the dead corner of the shooting, and there was no way to find it in the surveillance.

The sky has completely darkened. It seems that this is a secret warehouse of the Dark Military Academy. On the surface, it looks like a factory and nothing strange can be found, and the three tons of gold are placed in the workshop, guarded by two strong men next to it.

Wang Zheng is not interested in gold. His main purpose is to find Shang. The assassination expert of this dragon scale force is particularly important to him. He must also prove the answer in his heart. He believes in Shang and his comrades-in-arms.

Therefore, Wang Zheng did not turn himself into a hostage of the dark military academy according to He Yan's prior arrangement. Sometimes, it would be more convenient for him to take action from behind.

After secretly scouting several workshop warehouses, Wang Zheng suppressed his disappointment and finally found a not small warehouse. The curtains were not pulled down and looked like a dormitory.

There are also bathrooms in the warehouse. Anyway, they are all men here, so these strong men don't have the habit of pulling curtains. They are all swaying their dicks and wiping their backs. Of course, after staying in the men for a long time, there will be some perverted hobbies. Wang Zheng clearly saw the soap in a man's hand fall to the ground. When he bent down to pick it up, another black man rushed up with his dick.

It's too animalic. It's really a little unbearable. Wang Zheng looked at it for a while.

There are 40 or 50 people living in this large warehouse, which should be the main force guarding this warehouse area. No one can shake the status of the dark military academy in the Americas, so these people are not so vigilant. After removing the gold, Qiang Dongsong has left first. He can also be regarded as a senior in the military academy. It is not easy to climb to such a level as an Asian. Of course, it is also possible that Principal Mars took a fancy to Qiang Dongsong's identity as a Chinese and wanted him to serve as the spokesperson of the military academy in Asia.

Wang Zheng came to South America. Although there was some information provided by He Yan, he was almost blinded by the specific things. He didn't know what Shang's name was in the military academy, and he could not rush to arrest these guys for interrogation. Everything had to be investigated by himself.

However, Wang Zheng has no good impression on the dark military academy, which does not prevent him from making some trouble here to revenge on these hateful guys.

Wang Zheng took out his pistol and quietly got closer. He shot at the buttocks of the black man who was holding his companion's buttocks!

The bullet hit the black man's buttocks without deviation. The guy was working hard, but suddenly felt that a huge force hit him, and then the feeling of severe pain enveloped his whole body!

Two people fell forward together!

For these bare lambs to be slaughtered, Wang Zheng felt that he was really sorry for these people if he didn't give each of them a bullet.

So, Wang Zheng held a miniature submachine gun in his right hand and a pistol in his left hand, and began to spit fire at the men in the bathroom!